Inside Qiaojia Company, Zhao Ying and the others were betting again.
"Xiaoying, why don't you make a bet with Ye Zihao on whether the Zhou family will come to your door today."
The fat girl joked and said.
"What to bet on?"
"I bet you kiss him!"
"Fuck you! Disgusting!"
Zhao Ying rolled her eyes at her and said coquettishly, but at this time, a certain guy smiled and said proudly: "Sister, how about we bet again?"
"Just bet, I'm afraid of you."
Zhao Ying ran away from the battle last time, but was teased by Ye Zihao all day long, which made her feel a little aggrieved.
Now, she had a chance to win back the victory, so of course she had to make a bet with Ye Zihao.
"Okay! As per the old rules, if I lose, I treat everyone to a big dinner. If you lose, give me a kiss."
Ye Zihao raised his eyebrows a few times, feeling very embarrassed.
"Okay! It's a deal!"
Zhao Ying just nodded, but accidentally glanced outside the door. The next second, her expression changed drastically.
Damn it! Why is he here again?
Before Ye Zihao could finish speaking, she hurriedly excused herself from a stomachache and left the scene dejectedly.
"It's hard for a horse to chase... Um? Girl! Where are you running to?"
Ye Zihao shouted, and the fat girl on the side pointed at his back and said helplessly: "Handsome guy! It seems that I can't eat your feast again this time. Look."
Forehead?
Ye Zihao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Zhou Tong and Zhang Yishan walking in.
"Oops! This is not Mr. Ye...oh no! It's Mr. Zhou! Rare guests, rare guests! Welcome, welcome!"
Ye Zihao made a joke and joked.
Master Ye?
Damn it! This guy is so vindictive.
Zhou Tong's face turned slightly ugly, because he had threatened before that he would bear the surname of Ye Zihao if he came to visit him again. Now that the other party said this, it was clear that he was deliberately trying to embarrass himself.
"Mr. Ye! I heard that you helped Zhang Zijian reconnect his arm, right?" Zhou Tong asked with a slight smile.
Ye Zihao pretended to be crazy and asked: "Yes! Why does Mr. Zhou ask like this?"
"Can you be noble and help my son reattach his arm? It was his fault for what happened in the past. I will say 'I'm sorry' to you on his behalf!"
Zhou Tong was forced to lower his posture, apologized with a black face.
"Oh! See what you said, Mr. Zhou. It is the so-called 'doctor's parents' heart.' As a person who understands medicine, even if you don't tell me, I will treat every patient seriously and dedicatedly with the spirit of saving lives and saving lives.
Who..."
Ye Zihao started to talk eloquently, all he talked about was the doctor's great virtues, but at the end of the sentence, he changed his tone and showed an expression of "It's hard for me to do this" and said: "Although the doctor has a kind heart,
But you also have to support your family.”
Damn it! After saying so much, isn’t it just for money? And you also said that “doctors have the heart of parents”? I... Bah!
Zhou Tong cursed secretly in his heart, but did he dare to curse out loud?
Don’t dare! Because he has something to ask for!
Seeing a flattering smile on his face, he asked: "What Mr. Ye said is true, so I promised to let Brother Zhang..."
etc!
Brother Zhou, please don't tell me how much it is, or I will reveal the secret.
Suddenly, Zhang Yishan's heart skipped a beat, but fortunately for him, Zhou Tong did not say how much, but said, "Brother Zhang... give you the money!"
call!
It’s okay, okay! It almost scared me to death just now.
After hearing his words, Zhang Yishan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not happy for a long time when he heard Ye Zihao say, "Oh! Is the money you mentioned 10 million?"
"What? 10 million! I...didn't I give him 20 million?"
Zhou Tong looked stunned for a few seconds and asked in confusion.
"No! He just gave me 10 million!"
Ye Zihao smiled, and from Zhou Tong's reaction, he roughly guessed what happened.
Originally I was quite evil, but Zhang Yishan was even more evil, super evil!
"Zhang Yishan!"
Zhou Tong suddenly realized what he was saying. He stared and questioned word by word.
The brother was supposed to provide help in times of need, but this bastard actually stabbed himself in the back in an attempt to steal the remaining 10 million.
"Brother Zhou! You...don't get me wrong, that...that money...me! Actually..."
Zhang Yishan looked very embarrassed. In the end, even he didn't know what he was talking about.
"Hmph! I'll settle the score with you later!"
Due to serious matters to be done, Zhou Tong had no choice but to suppress his anger, and then asked Ye Zihao: "Mr. Ye! Since you accepted the money, I hope you will keep your promise and reattach the child's arm."
"Haha! Don't worry! I keep my word."
"That's that!"
Zhou Tong forced his face to smile, but he had an urge to curse: You keep your word, so what was the previous 1 million? I... Bah!
…
Thirty minutes later, Ye Zihao arrived at Jiangcheng Hospital in Zhou Tong's Mercedes-Benz S500L.
Soon, they came to a high-end ward. On the bed inside, Zhou Dawei was lying on his deathbed. It was seen that he could not move his arms, and he was as paralyzed as half of his body.
"Click!"
The door to the ward was pushed open, and Ye Zihao and the others walked in. Zhou Dawei, who was lying on it, glanced at the door exhaustedly.
It's okay if I don't look at it, but when I look at it... I immediately feel angry.
"Is...is it you?"
Zhou Dawei's face turned red, his eyes filled with anger, and he stared at Ye Hao.
Ye Zihao ignored his anger and greeted him with a smile: "Young Master Zhou, how are you doing recently?"
"Okay? I've lost my arm to you, but you still have the nerve to say yes?"
Zhou Dawei was so excited that he roared loudly.
"Dawei! Don't be rude!"
Zhou Tong winked at him and scolded him.
"Dad, but he..." Dawei said, hesitant to speak.
"Mr. Ye is here to help you treat your illness."
"He? Help me treat my illness?"
Suddenly, Zhou Dawei's eyes opened wide, as if he couldn't believe what his ears were hearing.
"Young Master Zhou! As a person who understands medicine, I should treat patients with the spirit of saving lives and saving lives. Of course! Your father paid 10 million, so I should not hesitate to save you."
Ye Zihao said that he behaved like a gentleman.
"..."
Suddenly, Zhou Dawei was speechless and paralyzed! In the end, it was not just about money!! I...fuck!
"Mr. Ye! The child was not sensible before. I hope you can forgive him. I don't know when, Mr. Ye, you will start to reattach the arm for the child."
Zhou Tong forced out a smile with difficulty and said tentatively.
"immediately!"
Ye Zihao smiled and then walked to Zhou Dawei's side. His smile was weird and made people very uncomfortable.
"You...what do you want to do?" Zhou Dawei asked anxiously.
"what?"
"Help you heal!"
After saying that, Ye Zihao suddenly took action and hit Zhou Dawei's arm with both hands.
"ah!"
"Help!"
Perhaps because the wound was touched, Zhou Dawei screamed at the top of his lungs, but at this moment, Ye Zihao started to take action.
Shake!
Pull it!
"Crack!"
I heard the sound of bones joining together in Zhou Dawei's arm. His arm, which was almost useless, was magically joined together.
Forehead?
Zhou Dawei's expression suddenly became overjoyed and he said excitedly: "Dad! I... my arm doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
"So... great!"
Zhou Tong was equally excited, but while he was excited, he thought of the handle...recording!
So, he smiled and asked tentatively: "Mr. Ye! Since you have collected 11 million, I wonder if you can return the recording to me?"
"recording?"
Ye Zihao was surprised for a moment, then helplessly spread his hands and said: "Mr. Zhou! We are familiar with each other, but the accounts must be clear!"